Get comfortable.

You remain firmly planted between her breasts beneath the cut of her dress. Though you can't see what's going on, you bounce up and down along with her steps, so you imagine the two are now bringing you to the courtyard. There's still plenty of time left on Delphi's magic, though your more prevalent worry is that this man sniffs you out. He has keen earing too, and RF might start acting nervous.

There's a coolness to the air, even from where you are. They must have just passed through the doorway.

"How have you been enjoying the ball?" asks Aravor. "I've found it to be rather boring, but it's good to be back in the city. It seems you've been busy in my absence, coming all the way to the capital to live with my family."

"Stop patronizing me," she mutters.

"What ever do you mean?"

"You know everything already. My mother. Your father. The others that live here. I'm just their prisoner, and it's sick."

"Hey now. You wouldn't want to say something you'll regret, would you?" There's a pause. "Lalarin. You know why we have to do this. Would you rather roll over and die? This is the only way to keep everyone safe. Now--"

"So when will you let me go?" she interrupts. "This necklace. I'm dead the moment one of you twists the skull of the control rod, right? The one in my mother's room? I could go there right now. Upstairs, fourth door on the right, and take it myself."

"You know you can't do that, Lalarin. My dear, please calm down. Enjoy the fresh air and come with me back to the party. You're acting irrational."

RF, you're brilliant. Absolutely perfect. All I need to do is--Ah! Something shakes her body, causing you to slip farther down between her breasts. You pop free and tumble down her bare stomach behind the cover of her dress. Before you fall right out the bottom and reveal yourself, you grab hold of the waistband of her panties--emerald green. They start to hang as your weight pulls on them.

Her hand awkwardly pushes against the side of her dress, nearly squishing you there. Thankfully she had the presence of mind to grab the side instead. "Don't touch me," she snaps. "Fine. I'll come back inside and continue to play your game, but--"

"Just accept your fate, cousin. Come now."

They start walking. You flail as you nearly fall from the movement, and as the fabric tugs down more, you stare forward at the top of her pussy. You dangle back and forth as they pass back through the doorway. You can see the ground below, out through the bottom of her dress. She told me everything I needed to know without even talking to me. Now all I need to do is get upstairs and find how to get that control rod.

She's already trapped talking to more people. There won't be another chance to speak with her. Not now. Though as she continues, you notice her moving between the crowd. Eventually, she makes her way to the foot of a door, and that's when she stops and leans back. She flutters her dress--fanning herself, as if too hot. Though you get the message.

Quickly, you activate the magic of your boots yet again, float down to the floor, and spring around the corner like a rat.

I gotta find Delphi and get to that door as soon as possible! Then we can hopefully break her out of here. I'm not afraid of these nobles anyway. Without the magic necklace as leverage, they'll have nothing to stop us even if we are caught.